So, a couple of months ago my vision started to get noticeably worse. Then, I started getting thirsty all the time. So I drank liquids. LOTS of liquids: water, juice, pop…guzzled 'em by the glassful.
Of course, I peed like the pressure release from Hoover Dam. Frequently. Even at night. Five or six times per night.
I got to thinking…this ain’t normal.
So I go to my doctor. I tell her my symptoms. She asks if I have an idea what it might be. I answer, “Diabetes?” She says, “Let’s see.”
A nurse brings in a glucometer. One finger poke and five seconds later, I look at the screen and it says:
The doctor says, “You have diabetes.”
Oh, goody. Now I’m more prone to heart attack, stroke, blindness, peripheral neuropathy, and kidney failure.
And I love potatoes and pasta.
I’m on medication now, and I’m up to three miles a day running. Since the symptoms started I’ve lost 20 pounds, and I plan to try and lose 20 more. I’m eating healthy food.
Healthy food sucks. Gimme back my mac and cheese. Damn.
I just checked my blood a few minutes ago, and it was 130. That’s the lowest it’s been since I found out I’m oversweetened.
Heh. I quit smoking 5 months ago. My vision got bad, my insomnia got worse, and I got diabetes. Yeah, life’s fair.
I know…I probably had diabetes all along, but it just wasn’t displaying any symptoms yet. So what brought it on? I wish I knew.
You know what I miss most? Mountain Dew. (That diet stuff don’t make it.)
I’m a diabetic.